My Trauma is My Gift
In sharing the ugliest parts of my experience, I exercise my gift to make others feel seen. For those who have not found the words or the safe places to share…
In sharing the ugliest parts of my experience, I exercise my gift to make others feel seen. For those who have not found the words or the safe places to share…
Thoughtful Cruelty I obssess reflect often on how my reactions to trauma—my insecurity, shame, and depression—were treated harshly by the very people I depended on. I was openly and collectively…
Artificial Indifference Artificial Indifference. Finally—a name for the thing that was sought, feigned, and revered in my family, and later in an equally dysfunctional marriage. I see my younger son…
Recognizing my own trauma has helped me understand how my reactions once served as proof of “insanity” and lack of credibility—for the people who needed me to be seen that…